User blog comment:Thornclaw Braveheart/Arahaven/@comment-1427879-20110408135033/@comment-2006360-20110408202827

Lodriam rolls his eyes and turns to Tempest You know very well of whom I speak. For every lie you say, we shall make sure you are closer to fitting the Bed of Happiness. Snaps fingers, and the fox turns a wheel at the foot of the bed, straightening out Tempest by his bound paws

OOC: Bed of Happiness=torture rack